Facing Pang Yan's powerful mace, Xiahou Ba hurriedly put the lance knife in his hand in the air, trying to block Pang Yan's mace.

But with the touch of the lance and the mace in the air, Xiahou Ba's lance suddenly overturned, even if Xiahou Ba wanted to use the Xiahou knife technique to unload the force, but he couldn't remove the power of Pang Yan's mace at all, but let his hands ache for a while, and the crossbow arrows in the two places on his body seemed to tear some holes in his body with the twisting of his muscles.

And Pang Yan's mace continued to fall towards Xiahou Ba's head almost without a pause, and the steel hammer full of steel thorns grew bigger and bigger in Xiahou Ba's eyes.

Frightened, Xiahou Ba couldn't help but fall backwards, and then shook the lance again, with the help of the flexible lance, he wanted to use the blade that bounced back to block Pang Yan's mace again, but the lance was bounced away by the mace again, and still failed to block Pang Yan's mace.

Although he fell to the ground, he avoided the threat of the mace to his head, but the spikes on the mace still scratched the leather armor on his body, even though the leather armor on his body was guarded by iron pieces, but it was still cut by the wolf fangs, and even a bloody mark was cut on his body from his chest to his lower abdomen.

If it weren't for the difference of a few inches, Xiahou Ba would have almost been disemboweled, but this time it also made the leather armor on Xiahouba's body fall off directly.

"Ah......h

Xiahou Ba was so frightened that he forgot about other means, and only fluttered on the ground and climbed back a few steps before he seemed to be out of Pang Yan's aura.

And at this moment, Xiahou Yuan also arrived, and the strong wind he swung out with his knife also surged towards Pang Yan's body, although this strong wind may not be able to hurt the physical body, but it can also cause a kind of damage to the powerful aura shrouded in Pang Yan's body.

Pang Yan frowned and retreated, only to avoid the strong wind, and then shrank the two-headed mace, but turned his head to meet Xiahou Yuan, who continued to follow.

Here, Xiahou Yuan rushed two steps quickly, and after the lance knife was chopped down, he stabbed up at Pang Yan's lower abdomen, and this move was also extremely ruthless.

Now that both sides are not riding horses, they can also eliminate the float of driving horses, and Xiahou Yuan's moves are also more stable, and the speed seems to be a little faster.

Xiahou Yuan didn't know whether Xiahou Ba was dead or alive, anyway, now it is a flaw for Pang Yan, no matter how Xiahou Ba is, he will take revenge and avenge his son, and this time will never make Pang Yan feel good.

But Pang Yan's reaction was still beyond Xiahou Yuan's expectations, the double-headed mace in Pang Yan's hand stabbed in his hand, and the thorn ring at the other end that could shake hands was just above Xiahou Yuan's blade.

"Phew...... Zilala......"

With the sound of metal touching and rubbing, Xiahou Yuan felt that his lance was like being pressed by a high mountain, and he lifted it, but the lance rod was bent, but he still couldn't lift it for half a point.

At the same time, Xiahou Yuan felt that the blade of his lance seemed to be bitten by the tooth lock on the mace in Pang Yan's hand, and he couldn't twitch it for a while.

"Hmph, the knife technique is good! It's a pity that the strength is a little less! ”

Pang Yan twisted the mace with his hand, locked the blade of Xiahou Yuan's lance with the help of the steel thorn on the mace, and slowly lifted the lance knife up, and then pulled it to the side with force.

A strong force suddenly dragged the lance knife in Xiahou Yuan's hand to the side, and Xiahou Yuan hurriedly held the lance firmly with his hand, but the lance still rubbed between his hands and slid out a lot.

It was also thanks to the fact that there was also a steel scorpion tail spherical grip at the tail of the lance, so that Xiahou Yuan could use his strength to hold the lance, so that Pang Yan did not directly snatch his lance out at this time.

But for a while, Xiahou Yuan couldn't swing the lance and fight back.

And Pang Yan's hand over there twisted and sent, and the two-headed mace slid in his palm again, and the other mace hammer of the mace quickly followed Pang Yan's steps and smashed towards Xiahou Yuan's chest.

Pang Yan's two-headed mace was not as long as Xiahou Yuan's lance, and the two sides were riding war horses before, so they could only stagger and separate for a moment, and Pang Yan couldn't exert the melee power of the two-headed mace.

Now Pang Yan directly rushed to Xiahou Yuan's position two steps in advance, and he was completely at the most threatening distance of the two-headed mace.

And Xiahou Yuan's lance knife is more than eight feet long, that is, three meters long, it belongs to the type of long soldier, and its power is at least five steps away from people, so that it can exert the greatest threat, and it can also make people completely unable to fight back against people who use knives.

This is the so-called one inch long and one inch strong, one inch short and one inch dangerous.

But now Pang Yan is two steps in front of Xiahou Yuan, so that Xiahou Yuan's lance knife has lost its advantage in long soldiers, and it has also lost a lot of change moves, while Pang Yan is holding a double-headed mace and has reached the best attack distance.

As Pang Yan swung the two-headed mace or smashed, stabbed, or wiped, it was inevitable that Xiahou Yuankong held the lance, but he didn't dare to resist at all, so he could only retreat step by step, but Pang Yan was also pressing tightly step by step.

The two of them advanced and retreated, and soon came to the rear of Cao's chaotic army.

But the movements of the two of them were very fast, and the Cao soldiers here did not dare to approach them, once they got close, they might not be able to help Xiahou Yuan deal with Pang Yan, but would block Xiahou Yuan's retreat and dodge space.

So wherever the two went, Cao Bing also scattered and ran away, which made the already unstable Cao Jun's formation a little more chaotic.

But Xiahou Yuan really can't hide like this, the lance knife in his hand can't use the blade to counterattack Pang Yan, he can only use the copper ball with the handle of the lance like a scorpion tail to stab, and barely block and backstab Pang Yan in Xiahou Yuan's hands.

However, Xiahou Yuan's strength is not as much as Pang Yan's, such a block will only make Xiahou Yuan unable to hold the lance knife in his hand, as for the occasional backstab, it can only be regarded as a threat and scare, in fact, there is no real damage at all.

"Wow......"

In the end, Xiahou Yuan still couldn't block the two-headed mace in Pang Yan's hand and the wolftooth hammer smashed at one end, barely blocking the lance in front of him, but he still smashed the hammer and lance together on Xiahou Yuan's chest, smashing Xiahou Yuan four or five steps away and falling to the ground.

Xiahou Yuan felt a sharp pain in his chest, although there was a thick iron piece like a heart guard on his breastplate, so that the steel thorns on the wolf's tooth hammer could not penetrate his body, but the power carried on the hammer could not be stopped, Xiahou Yuan felt that his ribs had been broken several times, and it was even possible that the broken bones had pierced into his internal organs.

"Poof......

Xiahou Yuan only felt a fishy sweetness in his chest, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, and then the whole person fell to the ground softly, and there was no room for counterattack.

"Save the General! Save the General! ”

"Father! Father! ”

Seeing this, Cao Bing, who was around, hurriedly rushed towards Xiahou Yuan to block Pang Yan's further approach for him, and Xiahou Ba in the distance saw this scene and shouted miserably in his mouth......